Chapter 1296 Are You Done Messing Around?

When Nicole heard this news, she was shocked and even couldn't believe it.

They had been regarding Lindo as a clue for so long, but he had been dead for more than twenty
years.

How was that possible?

However, Jarrod had no need to lie.

Nicole couldn't help but miss Samuel more.

If Samuel was here, would he be able to think of some other connection?

Jarrod was also thinking about his suspicions. When he turned around and saw Nicole, he paused
slightly and asked, "Samuel hasn't returned yet?"

"No. Juliana seemed to hide something from us."

Nicole told Jarrod the thing.

She was very worried about Samuel and Zoe, but it was just as Mrs. Humfrey had said, Juliana had no
reason to betray Emory, so what was her intention?

"Perhaps she intended to confuse the people outside and make Aaron think that there was a spy by
Emory's side and lured them out."

Nicole had thought about Jarrod's words, but she still couldn't figure it out.

"If that's the case, then Samuel and others would send us a message. However, only one bug returned
and it told us to wait. I don't know if this news is true, so I'm a little worried."



Nicole frowned.

Jarrod said, "If you want to know if it's true, then let Amelia bring us in."

"You've seen Amelia's current situation. We don't know when she'll wake up. Even if she wakes up, we
can't guarantee that Amelia will help us. Jarrod, I don't know about the hatred between Amelia and
Aaron, but since she's so determined to take the poison, I'm afraid..."

Nicole stopped speaking.

The most difficult thing to understand in this world was feelings.

Jarrod glanced at Amelia, who was still unconscious on the bed and whispered, "She will wake up. You
go back first. When she wakes up, I will call you. Take good care of yourself. Otherwise, Samuel will
feel heartache."

Nicole didn't know if it was her own illusion, but she felt that Jarrod's mood was better.

Shouldn't Aaron's matter be a blow to him?

Why did he look a little happy instead?

"Jarrod, are you alright?"

Nicole asked worriedly.

"It's fine. You can go back now."

Jarrod let her go back, and Nicole could not stay here anymore, so she could only nod and leave.

When she walked out of the ward, Jarrod directly closed the door. His attitude made Nicole somewhat
depressed.



Was she so troublesome?

Now Jarrod and Amelia were the only ones left in the ward. Jarrod looked at Amelia on the bed with
deep affection in his eyes.

"How long do you want to pretend? Your eyelids have moved. You've been with me for so long, but you
still can't lie and disguise. Amelia, what did you learn from me these past ten years?"

Jarrod's tone carried a hint of a chuckle and affection.

After Amelia was exposed, she couldn't help but open her eyes. When she met Jarrod's smiling eyes,
her heart lurched slightly.

Even after twelve years, she was still unable to resist his charm.

Only his faint smile could affect her feelings. Facing his smile, she was willing to do anything for him.

Amelia was a little angry with herself.

She suddenly turned her head and refused to look at him, as if she could forget that this person was
Aaron's son and her enemy by doing this.

Jarrod was smiling, but when he saw Amelia dodging like an ostrich, his eyes darkened.

"Are you done messing around?"

His voice was clear and cold, carrying a trace of anger.

Amelia couldn't help but feel a little scared. She bit her lower lip and didn't speak.

Jarrod suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look straight into his angry eyes.



"Are you done messing around?"

"I'm not messing around! Let me go!"

Amelia's voice was hoarse, but it carried a trace of stubbornness.

Her chin hurt.

During her twelve years beside Jarrod, Jarrod rarely used violence against her. Except for the first year
when he was angry with her, he was basically extremely good to her. This was the first time Amelia had
seen a pair of scarlet eyes like this, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

She told herself that the person in front of her was the son of her sworn enemy, and that she should not
and could not be influenced by him. But the fear rose from her heart, as if she betrayed him.

Betrayed him?

Yes.

She personally killed their child.

Jarrod probably already knew about this.

He was so fond of children and so eager for children. Even if he killed her, Jarrod probably wouldn't be
able to dissolve his hatred.

Amelia had always known that Jarrod was not a kind man, and she knew better than anyone about his
ruthlessness.

Over the past twelve years, Jarrod's hands had been stained with a lot of blood, and she had seen his
ruthlessness so many times. However, none of his violence and cruelty targeted her.



Was he going to cripple her now?

That was right.

She was Jarrod's 18-year-old present, and she was nothing more than a plaything. Now that he wanted
to kill her, she couldn't resist.

Perhaps from the moment she let Aaron go and was caught by Nicole, she already knew what was
waiting for her.

What Jarrod hated the most was betrayal.

Not only did she betray him, she also did such a cruel thing. Even she looked down on herself, let
alone Jarrod.

Amelia rarely cried, but at this moment, she could not hold back her tears.

She thought that her poison was strong enough for her to die and see her parents. Unfortunately, she
was rescued.

This world was so cruel to her, and she didn't want to live anymore. If she didn't want to stay with
Jarrod, she would have died long ago.

Now that Jarrod had found Samuel, his true relative, she could finally let go. Why did they save her?

"Kill me."

Amelia looked at Jarrod, the man she had followed since adolescence. It was a lie to say that she had
no feelings for him.

He was like her own blood and bones. They were inseparable from each other a long time ago.



But she couldn't love him. She couldn't have children with him.

Perhaps only death would be the relief.

"What you're thinking is so simple. You killed my child and want to die easily? Am I so easy to deal
with? Amelia, you've been by my side for quite some time now. Why are you so silly? Am I a person
who doesn't claim vengeance?"

Jarrod's gaze was a little cold.

Amelia thought that she could withstand Jarrod's cold, but now she realized that she had overestimated
herself.

She loved Jarrod so much, and she could not endure Jarrod's indifference and hatred towards her.

The pain in her chin was severe, and her stomach was also uncomfortable from being washed, but it
was not even one thousandth of the pain in her heart.

"Mr. Jarrod, how do you want to punish me? I will have absolutely no complaints."

Amelia closed her eyes.

She couldn't say anything against her heart to him.

Jarrod's fingers slightly exerted force and Amelia's chin turned red, but she only tightly closed her eyes
and stubbornly remained silent.

"Punish you? Our four children were silently killed by you. Will punishment brings them back?"

Amelia's heart ached sharply.



Their children were the deepest pain in her heart.

She had done everything she could to prevent herself from getting pregnant, but she was still pregnant.
She did not want it. They were also her children!

Amelia silently shed tears.

Jarrod looked at Amelia, a trace of heartache flashing through his eyes.

He abruptly lowered his head and kissed Amelia possessively.

Amelia was slightly stunned.

And then she struggled, but Jarrod grabbed her hands with one hand.

The scorching kiss was suffocating and domineering.

Amelia struggled at the beginning, but in the end, she compromised and indulged Jarrod.

Forget it.

Whatever.

Amelia gave up resisting, making Jarrod somewhat furious.

Was it so afflictive to stay by his side?

They had feelings for each other, and it wasn't him who killed her entire family. Why would he pay for
everything?

Why?

Jarrod suddenly let go of Amelia. He angrily kicked the stool in front of him away, making a loud noise.



Amelia was so frightened that she trembled. She looked at Jarrod who was furious in a trance.

It was as if she had never seen Jarrod being so emotional.

"Mr. Jarrod, you..."

"You'd better shut up, otherwise I'm afraid I'll really kill you!"

Jarrod suddenly turned around. The scarlet red in his eyes startled Amelia.

Her face was so pale that it was so annoying.

Jarrod took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down.

He was not angry with Amelia, but with himself.

"Why did you let Aaron go? He's your sworn enemy. Why did you let him go? Neither Samuel nor
Nicole will let him go. Why did you do it? Why did you expose yourself?"

Jarrod tried his best to stabilize his breathing.

When Amelia heard Jarrod's question, she was slightly stunned. Then, she bitterly smiled and said,
"Samuel and Nicole will not let Aaron off, but they will not kill him either. They would hand him over to
the police or the military, and even after interrogation, he would suffer only a single bullet. His hands
were stained with too many sins. Why could he die so easily? This was the best outcome. If Nicole and
Samuel did not keep an eye on him and he was rescued, when would they catch Aaron again? I've
been waiting for twelve years, and every night I dream that my relatives are crying at me and asking
me why I haven't avenged them. I'm already thirty. I don't have much time for another twelve years. "

Amelia's tears flowed down her cheeks.



"Do you know how I felt when I was sent to you as your 18-year-old present? I was going to serve my
enemy's son and live without dignity. Do you know how I lived that year?"

"I know."

Jarrod's eyes suddenly darkened. Amelia was stunned by his words.

"You know? What do you know? You don't know anything!"


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